Lexington weekly intelligencer. (Lexington, Mo.) 1871-1887, 1887-02-26
A Venerable Lady.

Mrs. Elizabeth c. Wallace, mother of our
esteemed fellow citizens, II. Z. Wallace and
c.. &. " allace. reached her 90ih year on the
22d Of this month. Notwithstanding the bad
roads and Indictment weather. quite u number
of friends assembled al her house. 10 offer
their congratulations and their earnest
wishes that her last days might DC her bright
est and best. Although she has lived a score
of years beyond the allotted time for mans
~sotourn here below, she is still in he posses
sion of all her faculties, and was fully as
bright and cheerful is any among the happy
number that had assembled to do honor to
the occasion.
Among those present were H. G. Wallace
and family, c. e. Wallace and family, Rev
Geo. l.. Leyburn and lady, Mr.. Stephen q.
Wentworth, DIR. Y. II. Chambers and lady,
Mrs. DR.. j. r. Hasseii, Mr.. Casper GrubeT,
Mrs. George Hutchinson, Mrs. julius Sender,
Mrs. E. B. Farley, Miss SalIie Chambers,
Miss Sue Finley and Mr.. and Mrs. ShuItz-
Innumerahle letters were received and
cOngratulatory kilograms, il addition 10 the
presents, which were numerous aud beauti-
fui. Many were from friends in and around
Lexington, others coming from DanvIlle q,
Versailles, Kansas City, Mound City, st.
LOUIS and kirkwOOd. Among them was an
original poem, written by an unknown
friend in Versailles, KY, as follows:-
TO AN AGED FRIEND on HER GOTH BIRTHDAY.
Once more returns the natal day,
That rounds the wears you've trod;
Another milestone on your way
Up To the Hills Of God.
Once more the nOisele-S gate of time.
Shuts the old wear year from view;
Yet opens to your pilgrim feet,
The threshold of the new.
More than TIL allotted days OF man,
Your pilgrimage has been;
You left behind you long ago,
Your three score Years and ten.
iour days on earth are almost run.
For down the western sky,
The sunsets glowing light proclaims
Your journeys end as nigh.
You stand just now upon the brink
or that strange mystic stream;
Whose flowing waters ever roll,
Shores OF two worlds between.
Soon you will cross those swelling waves,
And lose earlh's home from sight;
To find one more divInely fair,
When comes the morning light.
You'll tread the gOlded streets on high,
With strength unknown before;
No trembling limb, no faltering tongue,
Is found on yonder shore.
And when with loved ones grouped above,
You strike your harp in praise;
You'll find your richest, sweetest notes,
Were learned in darkest days.
Will one whom 1 have never seen, aud yet
learned almost to love, allow me to contri-
butte my mite TO her birthday-box?
Very truly, a friend,
MARY f.. KELLY.
This meeting will long be remembered by
those who were present, as one of the mos
pleasant episodes of their lives, ami as the
dear old lady sat In her low rocking chair
surrounded by children, grand children and
friends, it was a study for an artist.
The excitement of the occasion had lent an
UNUSUAL sparkle to her eyes, and a hush to
her cheek, and it seemed hard to realize that
she had lived so long in this world of sorrow
and signing. Her lot has not been EXEMPT
from sorrow, as her friends we'll know, but
she has come of ~triumphantly through then
all, because her heart was stayed on God and
now, in the evening of her days. she is quiet.
ly and patiently waiting, ready to remain
here awhile longer, if God wills it. ready
also to respond gladly to the Masters cal
1T Is enough; come up higher"
Religious services were conducted durirg
the evening by DR.. Leyburn, and as we SEP
arated and went to our different homes, we
felt in our hearts that sit was good to ha, e
been there"